The weekend brought us cold weather ~ a frosty icy coat and a blanket of fog that hung low in the bare trees. It felt like a dream traveling through it. Silent. Mysterious dreamy darkness and light. I can't get enough of it right now. We drove to Eagle Creek to prune blueberries on my husband's aunt's farm. There, the clouds gave way to bright skies and we were much loved by the sun. The fog, the sun and shadows, the chance to work outside, the signs of life already springing up from the earth, our lungs full of invigorating cold air, and the joy of being with a sweet lady ~ glorious. I hope your weekend brought you a heart full of things you love, too.